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The Miracle Legacy By Morpheus There was a faint humming that filled the air from the small room's air conditioning, as well as the many whispers. I frowned, stretching in my chair and glancing around me impatiently. There were 9 other people in the room, waiting just as I was and all of them seemed to be college students too. I yawned, glancing at my watch and wondering when the show was going to start. Or more specifically, when it was going to be over so that I could collect my money. It wasn't cheap going to college, especially when you didn't have anyone to help you. There was no way that I could turn down the ten thousand that they were offering. I'd been bouncing around foster homes since I was 13 and you didn't really build a lot of financial resources that way. In fact, I'd frequently had to work almost all of my free time since I'd started college the year before earning more money for my continuing education. But it was never easy. That was why I'd jumped at this chance for some quick cash. All I had to do was volunteer for some experiment with vitamin enhancements or some other such when they offered it to me. At the time, I'd thought that it was a little strange that they'd come to me...but I needed the money so wasn't going to ask too many questions. To my surprise, as soon as I'd filled out the paperwork and signed the nondisclosure agreement, they'd sent my by plane out to this building in California, giving me the most thorough physical that I'd ever had, before sending me to this room filled with other people who seemed to be in the same situation. After yawning again, I looked over at the girl sitting in the chair next to me. She was rather cute, with short black hair that had a white lock, which dangled from her forehead. However, with the somewhat dark makeup and the ring in her nose...not to mention her dark clothes, I guessed her to be a Goth...not exactly my type. The girl noticed me looking at her and gave me a dirty glare. "Whatcha looking at perv?" I shrugged, muttering, "Not much," as I turned away. However, just then the door to the room opened and a man in a gray suit entered. He had dark brown hair, speckled with gray, and he wasted no time in going to the podium in front and staring at us. "Hello," he said simply, "my name is McKenzie." He left it at that, not bothering to give any more details. "And I suppose you are all wondering exactly what you are doing here?" "That's an understatement," I muttered, earning a few dirty looks from those around me. McKenzie slowly looked around the room, saying, "All ten of you have three things in common. You have all volunteered for Project Miracle, you are all college students of approximately the same age, and..." he paused dramatically, "None of you have close family connections." I frowned, wondering why that sounded so ominous. "Great," I muttered to myself sarcastically. "Do not take this the wrong way though," McKenzie continued. "This experiment does have potential dangers, but we believe that they are very minimal. We just do not wish to complicate matters with family involvement...just in case." "Excuse me...sir..." a rather gangly boy with glasses asked, "But what is this Project Miracle?" McKenzie smiled at that, making me guess that he'd actually been waiting for someone to ask that question. "Remember..." McKenzie said in a serious tone, "you have all signed nondisclosure agreements. You are not allowed to repeat to ANYONE what I am going to tell you." My stomach churned slightly at that but my curiosity level nearly jumped through the roof. "So what is it?" I asked aloud. "Did you catch a UFO with Elvis in it?" I asked sarcastically, "That would certainly be a miracle." Several of the other volunteers chuckled while the others gave me dirty looks. McKenzie just glared at me for a moment before he stated, "I believe you are all familiar with her." And with that, McKenzie pushed a button on the podium and a picture appeared on the video screen behind him. There was a picture of a woman on the screen, with long blonde hair and an unbelievable build. Tall, athletic and voluptuous at the same time. The kind of body that women envied and men drooled over. However, the most noticeable feature was the fact that she was wearing a red and gold spandex costume. I instantly recognized her, as did everyone else in the room. "Ms. Miracle," I whispered. She was one of the most famous super-heroes ever...even though she had been killed 6 years earlier by some crazed super-villain called Baron Nevermore. "As you are all aware..." McKenzie announced, "Ms. Miracle was killed in action 6 years ago." He paused for a moment before continuing, "What you are not aware of is that our organization had acquired her body shortly afterwards to study the cause of her powers. In part, we failed." There was a whispering around the room at McKenzie's announcement, but for once I was quiet, wondering what the point of this was. "However," McKenzie continued after the room had quieted down, "our scientists were able to derive a serum from her blood. A serum which might potentially give enhanced abilities...super powers if you will, to some people." I gulped, "You've got to be shitting us." "I assure you," McKenzie said calmly, "this is no hoax. But it has been determined that this serum is most likely to work on those between 16 and 20 years of age...which is why you are here." We were all staring at him silently in disbelief. After giving us a minute to digest this, McKenzie said, this time with more emotion, "The world is becoming a dangerous place and there are many individuals using these powers against others...and they are slowly growing more numerous. The super-heroes are struggling to keep up...so we are attempting create our own." For the next several minutes, McKenzie told us that there had only been enough 'materials' from Ms. Miracle's body to create 50 doses, which were to be used in 5 groups of 10. We were just one. Then he added that the process was theoretically safe, but that there were no guarantees. "Now that you are all aware of the details," McKenzie said finally, looking around, "this is your last chance to change your mind. To go home with half the payment...as stated in the contract, or to continue and possibly develop enhanced abilities. To possibly become... super- heroes." I stared at McKenzie for a moment in shock, then looked around the room, wondering what each of the others would decide. As for me...I didn't like the idea of being a human guinea pig, but the idea of maybe getting some kind of super power seemed so interesting. Finally, after several long minutes, I finally made up my mind. I'd do it. After the meeting with McKenzie, we were all escorted to our rooms. All except for the 2 people in our group who had elected to leave. Apparently though McKenzie's people had expected something like that and had recruited more people than they needed, just so that they would have some back ups. Several hours later, a man knocked on my door, directing me and my roommate to follow him. I didn't even look at the guy I was supposedly sharing the room with as I followed the man who'd come for us...wondering if I'd made the right choice. The man led us to what was obviously the lab...though it looked like a large doctors office. A woman with streaked gray and brown hair that was tied back in a bun stood directly in the middle, dressed in a white lab coat. "I am Doctor Alvere," the woman stated, looking at all 10 of us. "I will be administering the shots and will be monitoring any signs of development." She paused, and then stated almost calmly, "Any developing abilities should appear within a 24 hour period. If there is no development within that time...then there will not be any at all. However, we will monitor you all for 72 hours to be certain." "Let's get this over with," the girl I'd sat next to in the room interrupted. I could have sworn that she sounded a little nervous. Dr. Alvere nodded, then reached for a syringe that was in a box on the table before carefully going over to the first person. She swabbed his arm with alcohol, gave him the shot, and then moved on to the next person. When Dr. Alvere got to the girl I'd been sitting next to, the girl turned her head, refusing to look at where she was being given the shot. I couldn't help but noticing that she had her eyes shut tightly and had a tense look on her face. "What's the matter?" I asked. "Chicken?" The girl glared at me, rubbing at her arm. "So I don't like needles." I nearly choked at that. There she was sitting across from me with a nose ring...and from what I could see, a small rose tattoo on her arm...and she didn't like needles. "Yeah, right," I snorted. Next, Dr. Alvere stepped up to me with a fresh syringe. "Why do I feel like I'm in a bad sci-fi movie?" I asked her, just before she stuck me with the needle. "Ouch. I'd think you'd never done that before." To my surprise Dr. Alvere smiled. "Oh, I'm sorry...but my assistant Igor usually takes care of the shots," I grinned back at that, even as she pulled the needle back out. I was beginning to like the old gal. Once the doc had finished giving all 10 of us our shots, she gestured for us all to move closer. After we had done that, she opened a box and pulled out something that looked like a watch, holding it out for us to see. "This device is for monitoring your heartbeat and biorhythms for any changes. Should any occur, it will immediately alert me. And should you notice any changes or anything strange yourself, press this button..." She pushed in a red button on the watch. "This will also alert me." "Great," I exclaimed, "I've always wanted a James Bond watch." Dr. Alvere started handing out the watches. When I got mine, I stretched the elastic band for a moment, and then shrugged before slipping it over my wrist. "Now," Dr. Alvere told us, smiling faintly, "you may go back to your rooms or remain in the recreation area. But DO NOT remove the monitors. Even to bathe." After we'd all nodded our understanding, we all went our separate ways. I hung around my room for a little while before getting bored and going to the rec room that was just down the hall. It had a big screen TV, with a couple guys already watching it, a foosball table and a pool table. "What?" I ask loudly. "All this money and no Playstation?" "Cheap bastards aren't they?" I heard from behind me. Turning around, I saw the girl with the white lock in her hair. "Hey," I stuck out my hand, "I'm Dave." She stared at me for a moment, and then slowly stuck out her own hand. "Beth." Apparently she decided that I wasn't contagious after all. I nodded, and then glanced towards the guys playing pool for a moment before looking back at her. "So what's your story?" Beth snorted. "What's yours?" "I asked you first," I grinned. For a moment Beth looked as if she was going to get angry, then a faint smile formed on her lips. "Oh, the usual. Dad was a one night stand and I've never met him and mom died of cancer last year." She shrugged. "Needed some extra dough for tuition." "Oh," I responded, feeling a little embarrassed. I hadn't expected her to actually tell me. "Okay smartass..." Beth said. "It's your turn." I sighed. "All right." I took a deep breath. "My dad died when I was a kid, killed in a bank robbery." I gulped, not looking at Beth as I continued, "And when I was 13, my mom went out to get dinner...and never came back." I winced, hating to think about that...trying not to let my bitterness show. Beth just gave me a faint look of pity. "Ouch." Shrugging I muttered, "It was a long time ago." And, I couldn't help remembering, a long time in foster homes...some less than pleasant. For a minute, Beth and I just stood there silently, and then she finally broke the silence. "Pool?" She gestured towards the now empty pool table. I nodded, glad to change the subject. Several hours after I'd been given my shot, I finally got to see the other groups. I was sitting in the cafeteria, which reminded me of the one from back in high school, but much smaller. It was also filled with what I guessed to be about 50 other college students, both male and female. The other groups. I dug into my food with mess than my usual enthusiasm, probably because it was less than the usual quality. However, I had to admit that it sure beat anything that they had in high school. At the same time, I glanced at Beth...then gave a much longer look at the hot red head sitting at the next table. I certainly wouldn't mind having my way with her. "And just what are you looking at?" Beth asked, snapping me to. I gave her my best 'who me?' look, but she turned to see who I'd been staring at, then turned back with a faint grin. "Okay, so she's cute." I just grinned back, feeling a little bit embarrassed at having been caught in the act. However, that didn't keep me from giving the red head another quick look. Suddenly there was a scream from the next table over. I jumped to my feet, wondering what the hell was going on, then gasping when I saw it. There was a black guy whose skin seemed to be covered with something that looked like ice or crystals. "Oh shit," I gasped, seeing that everyone was jumping away from him. Some guy several seats down yelled, "Call Dr. Alvere!" Apparently though she already knew because several seconds later she burst into the cafeteria. "Calm down everyone," Dr. Alvere announced, rushing to the black guy and examining him. "This is just the initial manifestation of his powers. Everyone go back to eating." And with that, Dr. Alvere led the man out of the cafeteria, probably for more examinations. I just turned to Beth and muttered, "Spooky. I wonder how you'd look with all that stuff." Then I grinned, adding, "But you'd probably like it." "You might be right," Beth told me with a grin, "you might be right." Inside though, I couldn't help wondering just exactly what had I gotten myself into. After kicking back in my room for awhile, I quickly grew bored and returned to the rec room. I looked around, seeing most of the people from my group, but not really knowing them. Then, I realized that the only people I knew from my group were my roommate...whom I didn't particularly like...and Beth. "Hey," I said to an Asian girl that was sitting on the couch, watching TV, "have you seen Beth around?" I figured that she was probably in her room, but I didn't know which one she was in. "Who?" the Asian girl asked. Sighing I went on, "The Goth girl. You know, with the nose ring and all." From her expression, the girl realized whole I meant. "Oh, her." She nodded her head. "Yeah, she started spazzing out a little while ago so the doc took her away. "Guess she's got super-powers now," a chubby guy sitting a short distance away said, sounding envious. After thanking them, I turned around, figuring that I might as well practice on the pool table, trying not to think about Beth. I didn't know why, but I was actually feeling worried about her. Fifteen minutes later, I was involved in a game of pool against myself since no one else wanted to play at the moment. Then I noticed that McKenzie had come into the room. I immediately put my pool stick down. "So what's up?" I asked him. McKenzie looked around the room then back at me. "I was just checking to see how the rest of you were doing since one of your group has already manifested." "How is Beth?" I asked, trying to sound just curious rather than worried. "She is doing fine," McKenzie told me. "At the moment she is still being examined by Dr. Alvere to verify that she is stable...and to determine the nature of her developing powers." He paused for a moment, adding, "If she does possess any that is. A reaction to the serum may not be any sort of guarantee." Everyone else was looking at us curiously, and McKenzie nodded to me before walking around and asking everyone else how they were doing. I just sighed, deciding that I didn't really feel like hanging out around the rec room any more. Sure, I was curious to see if anyone else would have a reaction, but at the same time it felt sort of morbid. Like hanging out around a nursing home to see old folks die. Once McKenzie had finished whatever he was in there for and left, I did the same thing, returning to my room. But even as I did so, I knew that I'd soon be bored out of my mind and probably return to the rec room before too long. Later that night, I was asleep, having strange dreams when I suddenly woke up, feeling extremely strange, not to mention sick. Every muscle in my body was aching and I had the shakes. I sat up in my bed, groaning from the churning in my stomach. "Oh God," I gasped weakly. Turning towards the other bed in the room, I called out to my roommate, "Richie..." However, once I opened my eyes and looked at a little more clearly, I saw that it was empty. He was probably out in the rec room or cafeteria. I groaned as the shakes shot through my body harder. All I could do was curl up into a ball while my whole body went into spasms. Every muscle ached even more and I had to concentrate just to breathe. "What did they do to me?" I whispered, vaguely remembering the band on my wrist. My whole body felt like it was burning, but I didn't even have the strength at the moment to scream from the pain. Instead, I curled up tighter...or at least tried to, as my body didn't want to respond. Instead, I just remained motionless on the bed, vaguely aware when someone else entered the room and shook me. "Are you all right?" Dr. Alvere asked in a worried voice. I opened my eyes and saw her, looking rather blurry at the moment. "We're going to move you for better attention." "Damn," I heard some man mutter as they moved me to a cart they'd brought in, "you'd think they'd give these guys their own rooms if they knew something like this was going to happen." I had to agree with him. After this, nearly everything else was just a blur. --- When I finally came back to my senses, I didn't know how much time had passed. I only sat up and looked around, seeing that I was all alone in a room with metal walls. Even the door looked extremely sturdy, and there were video cameras visible on the corners. "I am not alone," I muttered, my voice sounding strange to my ears. Freezing, I suddenly realized that I felt extremely weird. It wasn't just one thing either, it was EVERYTHING. Gulping, I slowly moved my eyes down, seeing that I was in a hospital bed and covered with a large white sheet. And from the feeling against my skin, I knew that I was naked underneath it. However, what instantly drew my attention and made my eyes shoot open was that the shape of my body under the sheet was very wrong. I hesitated for a moment, and then threw the sheet back, gasping in shock at what was revealed. My whole body was obviously...and drastically changed. That was revealed with just the faintest glance and I was doing more than just that. On my chest were two big...tits. "I've got boobs," I gasped, hesitantly touching them. They seemed rather big too. For a moment I just stared at them, then at my hands, which were nothing like my own. My fingers were more slender and feminine, even having a woman's fingernails. Then my eyes shifted, noticing the lack of hair on my arms...not to mention the rest of my obviously now female body. "Oh shit!" I exclaimed, sitting upright and my crotch. "I'm... I'm..." I gulped. "I've got a fucking pussy." I hesitantly touched it with my finger and shivered at the pleasant sensation. Then, I noticed the round circles that were stuck to my skin all over. Obviously monitors of some sort, probably connected to some of the machines I saw in the corner. I lowered my legs from the bed and sat there, staring down at myself in stunned disbelief. It couldn't be happening. It was impossible. I grimaced and pulled the monitors off of my skin, feeling not the slightest pulling from them. Not like the painful removal of bandaids from my old hairy appendages. Then, after pulling off all of the monitors off of me, I hopped off the bed and stood there, feeling extremely uncomfortable and a bit off balance. Everything about my body felt wrong. But at the same time, oddly nice, though I couldn't understand how. "This is fucking impossible," I muttered, reaching down and running my hands over my body. It felt good...and my body felt very firm under my hands. After a moment of just standing there, running my hands over myself in shock, I realized that there was a lavatory off to the side, just as in almost any hospital room. I gulped then slowly started towards it, sure that I just had to be dreaming. As soon as I was inside, I stopped in front of the mirror and stared at the reflection with my eyes about to pop out. "Now I know I'm dreaming," I whispered. The reflection in the mirror was entirely female...and an extremely hot looking one at that. Almost impossibly hot. Her body was the most erotic thing that I'd ever seen, and athletic looking as well. She...I had a generous pair of tits that seemed unbelievably firm at the same time, and the face of an angel. Then my eyes went to the long blonde hair that cascaded down her back, with my fingers reaching back to touch it at the same time, verifying that it was real. "No fucking way," I gasped, staring at a familiar image, though one, which I'd always seen, dressed in red and gold. Somehow... I'd been turned into the spitting image of Ms. Miracle. I was still standing there, staring at myself in shock when Dr. Alvere came in. At first, she just stood there at the lavatory entry, watching me silently. Watching me with mixed looks of surprise and curiosity running along her face, though she kept trying to cover them up with one of professionalism. "Simply amazing," Dr. Alvere finally said. Slowly turning towards her, I gasped, "What the hell happened to me?" I grabbed my tits and in a spurt of near panic screamed, "I'VE GOT TITS!" Dr. Alvere stepped back, and quickly explained, "You've been slipping in and out of consciousness for over 17 hours...and transformed to this in that time." "I...I...I look like..." I stammered weakly, still too stunned to think clearly. "Like Ms. Miracle," Dr. Alvere finished quietly. Then she looked down and froze, her eyes locked on the door. When I looked to where she was staring, I was startled to see the bathroom door handle was sort of dented. "And it appears you may have more than just her appearance," Dr. Alvere finished. I just stared at the door handle, shaking my head and gulping nervously. I was dreaming. I had to be. I know that I'd volunteered to get super powers, but this was nothing like what they said to expect. And why the hell did I look like HER? "Why do I..." I whispered, staring straight into Dr. Alvere's eyes, gesturing down at myself in the same time. "I don't know," she answered me gently, "but I am going to find out." With that Dr. Alvere handed me a bundle that I hadn't even realized that she'd been holding. I unfolded it, seeing that it was a gray jumpsuit, which made me suddenly realize that I was standing in front of Dr. Alvere completely naked. I blushed horribly as I climbed into the jumpsuit, my embarrassment being dulled by my shock, but not completely overridden. Once I was dressed, Dr. Alvere gently told me to follow her so that we could find out the answers to the questions that we both were filled with. I gulped, hating the idea of other people seeing me like that but even more afraid of being stuck. Several minutes later, Dr. Alvere had led me to another room...another lab, but definitely not the one that I'd been given my shot in. This one was filled with a lot more expensive looking equipment that I had no idea what it was all for. First, Dr. Alvere weighed me and measured my height, surprising me with the fact that I was now 6 foot 2, about 2 and a half inches taller than I had been. Then she put me through several other tests, using more of the monitor pads and a number of the big and confusing looking machines. "Interesting," Dr. Alvere kept muttering, nearly driving me crazy with that word. Throughout the tests I tried as hard as I could not to look down at myself, even though I was burning with curiosity to do just that. It was especially hard since she made me take off the jump suit for most of the tests. It was bad enough being seen like that in front of her, so at least she'd locked the doors and was doing everything herself. "None of the other subjects have demonstrated anything like this," Dr. Alvere finally told me, sounding a little thrilled. "I have no idea as to why your reaction was so...extreme, but I promise you that I will find out." "Thanks," I responded, not looking at her. Instead I was staring at my completely unfamiliar hands. "What about the others?" I asked her, trying to distract myself. Dr. Alvere hesitated for a moment, and then told me, "Approximately 30 percent of the subjects had some sort of reaction to the serum, though most of those seemed to be allergic reactions with no development. There were 4 subjects who developed what could be considered to be minor super powers," She paused for a moment, giving me a faint smile. "They developed almost completely useless abilities which I believe might fade in time." "Useless?" I prodded. "One can move a quarter across a table with his mind," Dr. Alvere told me, "but not much else. One can change her skin color to blue and back to normal. One can blow soap bubbles out of his mouth..." Dr. Alvere said, and then paused looking rather sad. "And unfortunately, one young man developed the ability to explode...but only once." She said the last in a near whisper. I gulped, looking down at myself again with an, "Oh." "But there have also been several successes," Dr. Alvere told me before quickly changing the subject. "Now let's get a blood sample." A minute later, Dr. Alvere stuck a needle into my arm...or at least she tried. The needle didn't want to go in and bent when she tried forcing it. She cursed and tried again with similar results. "Come here," Dr. Alvere told me, directing me to another room to the side of the lab. Once I was in, I could see a treadmill and something that looked sort of like a nautilus machine from the gym. "Let's see how much you can lift." I grimaced, wanting to get back to normal, but Dr. Alvere insisted. I looked down at my tits and then, after putting the jumpsuit back on, climbed into the bench press to do what she asked. At first the weight was extremely light, but it quickly started to get heavier. Once it got the point where I could no longer lift it, Dr. Alvere told me to stop. "How much was that?" I asked, and then gasped when she showed me a digital readout. "Four hundred and seven pounds." That was well over twice what I'd ever been able to lift before. "Interesting," was all Dr. Alvere would say before having me start on some other tests, including running on the treadmill. I had to have those stupid monitor patches on me for all of them though and grew more and more frustrated as the session went on for over another hour. Finally I spat, "No more. I just want to be me again." I glared at her as if it was all her fault, though about to burst into tears at the same time. "What the hell is wrong with me?" Dr. Alvere gently set her clipboard down and gave me a soft look. "I am trying to find out," she told me in a quiet voice, "but I need your help." After this, she just watched me for a moment until I nodded my understanding. I didn't like it, but I'd try to stay calm. "Now look at this," she told me, turning towards the digital readout for the weights which she'd made me lift again, after all the other tests. My eyes went wide as I saw it. Last time it had read just 407LBS, now it read 439LBS, and after all the other tests and running that she'd made me do. "How..." I started, feeling confused. "You ran for thirty minutes at Olympic speeds...and barely even raised your heart beat," Dr. Alvere told me in a serious voice. "Your reflexes are simply amazing. And with this..." she looked thoughtful. "I know that this is nowhere near what Ms. Miracle was capable of...but if I am correct, you will continue to develop until..." "No fucking way," I whispered, interrupting Dr. Alvere. I didn't believe her...or more accurately, I couldn't believe her. There was no way that she could possibly be right. I was a normal guy...not some Ms. Miracle look alike. I knew that I might get powers from that shot, but this was impossible. Dr. Alvere just nodded and promised to keep looking for what caused my extreme reaction to the serum...and if it could be reversed. However, from the excitement I kept glimpsing from her, I wondered if she was really going to give it her all. I certainly hoped so. For several minutes, I just stood there, staring at my figure through the jumpsuit, still unable to believe that it was mine. That I actually looked like the famous Ms. Miracle. That I had actually turned into a woman. Suddenly Dr. Alvere set her hand on my shoulder, saying, "I know that this must be very difficult for you." I nodded, knowing that she had no idea. "Perhaps it might help to meet the others." The thought of meeting other people in my new body terrified me. I felt so...ashamed. So embarrassed. However, from the look in Dr. Alvere's eyes, it was obvious that this wasn't just a suggestion. A minute later, we were standing in front of another door and Dr. Alvere gently told me, "They don't know about..." She paused, chuckling slightly before adding, "They don't know who you are...only that there has been one more person who was developing." With that Dr. Alvere opened the door and stepped inside, saying, "Everyone, I have someone to introduce...your final member." Then the doc gestured for me enter. I stopped just inside and looked around, seeing that it was a fairly small room, but occupied with 4 other people. I recognized the black guy that they'd taken from the cafeteria, though he no longer had the stuff on his skin, as well as the hot red head I'd seen there. There was also one guy, a tall skinny white guy with glasses, though I didn't recognize him, and finally... "Beth," I whispered, half in surprise and half in relief. She was okay. At the same time, I noticed the look on her face. On all of their faces. The two guys were staring at me with what was obvious lust...making me even more self conscious and uncomfortable than before, which I hadn't even thought possible. Beth and the red head had envy in their eyes, but I didn't miss the flash of recognition that passed over several of their faces. "What the fuck?" the black guy gasped. "That's..." "Another volunteer like you," Dr. Alvere interjected, "just having a much stronger reaction to the serum than expected." They all still stared at me until Beth gasped, "How did you know my name?" I looked at Dr. Alvere, knowing that I had to be blushing badly. How the hell could I tell her who I was? I gulped nervously. "It's your choice," she told me, patting me reassuringly on my shoulder before she left the room. For a minute, I just stood there silently, staring at the others, feeling their eyes on me. Finally, I gulped and moved towards Beth, who was now standing up and watching me suspiciously. "It's me," I told her, forcing the words out, "Dave." Beth just stared at me in confused disbelief before spitting out, "No fucking way. Who the hell are you?" She was beginning to look angry. "It is me," I protested, holding my hands up. "I...went to bed and woke up like this." I gestured down at myself. "The doc doesn't know why yet." This last was said in a near whisper. "Dave?" Beth whispered. "Dave?" the black guy echoed, staring at me as though I'd just grown a bunch of slimy tentacles. "You're a fucking guy?" The red head just muttered, "Wow. And the serum did THAT?" She shook her head, muttering, "Can I get another dose?" The other guy just stared, not saying a word. Then, feeling extremely embarrassed, I sat down, watching the others nervously. All except Beth who sat down next to me and softly grabbed my hand, holding it to comfort me, much to my surprise. I felt at least a little more confident because of that. Taking a deep breath, I looked at the others...remembering the purpose of the experiment. To create super-heroes. Then they...and myself were the results, so I decided that I had better get to know them just a little better, as Dr. Alvere had obviously intended. I squirmed a little in my chair, feeling uncomfortable; not only in my own body, but also with the way the others kept looking at me. It was bad enough when they'd thought I was all woman, but now that they knew it seemed a little worse. But on the other hand, I also felt as if a little weight had been pulled from my shoulders. Beth, I already knew, and had just been introduced to the others. The black guy was Mike Green. The tall skinny guy who'd barely said a word was named Allan Everson, and the hot looking red head was Sabrina Shaw. Taking a deep breath, I pulled my hands from where they'd been crossed in my lap and gripped my chair, trying keep from showing the others how uncomfortable I was. Hell, I had tits hanging off my chest and was missing my cock. My whole body felt wrong and sitting there chatting was the last thing that I really wanted to do at the moment. "So..." I finally said, "Since you've all developed, what exactly do you all do?" Beth suddenly grinned, jumping out of her chair. "Watch this." And with that, she walked straight to the door and paused, giving me a cocky look before she suddenly put her hand up flat against the door, obviously concentrating. To my surprise, her hand started to look sort black and sparkly at the same time, sinking right through the door as if it was nothing more than water. A moment later, Beth pulled her hand back out and it returned to its normal appearance. "Cool huh?" Beth said, looking rather smug. "Wow," I muttered, staring at her in surprise. "Found out I could do that after they hauled my ass away," she told me. Allan frowned, adjusting his glasses. "But they said that we weren't supposed to use our abilities outside of a controlled environment until we have better control." "She can move water by thinking about it," Beth told me. "Aquakinesis." Sabrina waved at me. "I have some sort of electrical ability," Allan said quietly. "And I can kick all your asses," Mike responded, though from the grin on his face I could tell that he wasn't too serious. But before I could get anything more out of him, the door opened and McKenzie stepped in. He looked at me with a curious expression, and then shook his head faintly. "Simply amazing," Then he sighed, getting to the point. "It appears that there are no more who developed significant abilities and it seems extremely unlikely at this point that there will be. According to Dr. Alvere, the serum will have already passed through the rest of their systems and if they haven't developed as of yet, they will not develop at all." "So it's just us," Mike muttered. "I can handle that." McKenzie nodded, then said, "We'll be moving to another location. One which is more secure since too many know about this place." Then, just as McKenzie started to turn away, I couldn't resist asking, "How do you know none of us will become super-villains instead?" "We knew that there was a faint risk of that," McKenzie answered slowly, "However we minimized that by selecting people who we believed had a high enough moral character to avoid that." "Yeah," Beth burst out, getting into the spirit of it, "and why did you guys want people with no families? Wouldn't people with families have more to keep them from going bad? I mean, who'd want to take over or destroy the world when they might hurt their families." "We hadn't considered that," McKenzie answered after a minute, sounding rather embarrassed. "Don't seem like they thought of very much," Mike muttered. "I mean, moving us from room to room. And check out the security of this place." "Kind of disappointing ain't it?" I grinned, feeling a little more like my old self. We were all still laughing when McKenzie escaped from the room, obviously embarrassed. Dinner was very quiet compared to eating at the cafeteria. It was just the five of us eating, and the room was much smaller, not to mention the food better. Dr. Alvere, McKenzie and whatever other people they had helping them had apparently already eaten or were eating elsewhere. "What's it like?" Allan asked me, sounding rather embarrassed to be asking the question. But not as embarrassed as I was to hear it. "I mean, turning into a girl. Looking like HER." "Yeah," Beth said, looking at me with a worried expression, "are you all right?" For a moment, I just sat there, thinking about it. Finally I answered, "It's...strange. REALLY strange." Taking a breath, I looked down at my tits and gulped, "It's all so sudden...I guess I'm still in shock." With that I grabbed for my glass of soda, trying not to think about it. However, almost as soon as my hand closed around the glass, it shattered in my hand. I stared at, then at my hand, which didn't have a single scratch on it. "Klutz," Mike muttered, grinning faintly. Sabrina just asked, "Are you all right?" I held my hand up in response, showing the others that I was fine. I stared at it again myself, a sinking feeling in my stomach. "I've got to go," I told the others, quickly getting to my feet and wincing as my chair bent where I'd grabbed it. There was no way that I could be that strong...even looking as I did, but there was no doubting the damage I'd left behind. With that, I rushed out the door, being extra careful not to break that too, though I wasn't sure if there was a new dent in the knob or not when I left. After leaving the others behind, I immediately went to find Dr. Alvere, not knowing why, but suspecting that she was the only one who could help me. If I kept going the way I was, I'd soon be breaking everything that I touched. A short while later, Dr. Alvere sat in front of me with her clipboard in hand, an unreadable expression on her face. She looked at her clipboard and then at the results of the tests she'd had me take again before finally looking directly at me. "You just lifted over eight hundred pounds," she said in quiet amazement. "Double what you did earlier." "But what did you find out?" I demanded impatiently, freezing when I realized that she was stepping back nervously. I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down. "Why the hell am I like this when everyone else just got powers?" Dr. Alvere looked at me intently for a moment before reaching over to her desk for a file. She looked inside it with a strange expression before she finally turned her eyes to me with a very curious expression. "None of the tests revealed anything," she said, "except...that you are physically a woman. Completely. Even down to your DNA. I believe that you are even capable of getting pregnant." "Oh," I whispered, gulping nervously. So my changes were a lot more than just skin deep. But then again, after seeing what I'd done with my strength, I'd already suspected as much. Just as I was beginning to suspect that I would never be myself again. "Can you turn me back?" I asked anyway. "I'm afraid not," Dr. Alvere told me regretfully. "There was never any research or intention to reverse the serum...and even so, I believe that the changes wrought in your body would be irreversible anyway." Groaning, I turned to leave but Dr. Alvere called out, "Wait." When I looked back, she had the strange look in her eyes again. A thoughtful... almost confused look. Her hand was absently rubbing along the surface of the folder. "I did find something," she said quietly. "What?" I asked, feeling both nervous and curious at the same time. Dr. Alvere just stared at me silently for several seconds before announcing, "I did some blood tests. I compared your blood sample and DNA from before your injection to that of Ms. Miracle, to find what might have caused your transformation." "And?" I gestured impatiently. She sat back in her chair, still staring at me. "They were...very close." At my confused look, she said, "Extremely close. As in they're being a ninety-seven percent chance that you are closely related to her," At that, she gave me a piercing curious look, as if demanding that I give her the answers. "Related?" I whispered, feeling confused. There was no way that I could possibly be related to Ms. Miracle. And after a minute, I told Dr. Alvere as much. "Perhaps," Dr. Alvere whispered, still staring at me strangely. "But please tell me about your family." "What family?" I snarled back, angrier than I'd intended. It wasn't until then that I realized that the metal counter I'd been leaning on was now mangled beneath my hand. "I was an only child. My dad died when I was a kid and my mom ran out on me 6 years ago," I was shaking as the memories of all those years in foster homes came back. Dr. Alvere gasped, "Wait!" She was obviously nervous as she set her hand on mine. "What month was it?" She paused, asking, "What month did your mother...leave?" I stared at the doc, getting angrier. I didn't want to think about it. I couldn't. Then it suddenly hit me what she meant. My mom had left 6 years earlier...around the same time that Ms. Miracle had died. I suddenly shuddered at that, remembering now. I'd been watching all the news about Ms. Miracle's death while I was in the social services office. "No..." I whispered, staring at Dr. Alvere in disbelief and horror. "No way," I gulped, shaking again, though this time not from the bitterness. "My mom was around five foot seven, damn near flat chested and had brown hair...like mine." I gestured down at myself and spat, "I sure as hell would have noticed if she looked anything like this." I glared at Dr. Alvere, finishing off, "No...she left me." For a minute, though it seemed much, much longer, Dr. Alvere and I just stared at each other. I was trying to keep calm, though it wasn't easy. I'd been turned into a woman...even if it was my own damn fault for volunteering, and now this garbage. I didn't need old ghosts being brought back. Not like that. "It is possible," Dr. Alvere finally whispered, trying to be gentle. "Even likely. There are a great number of skitzomorphs among people with developed abilities." "Skitzomorphs?" I repeated, wondering what the hell that meant. "Shapeshifters," she explained. "People with two or more stable forms, often accompanied by the developed abilities in one of these forms," At this, Dr. Alvere gently laid her hand on mine again. "Sometimes when people develop their enhanced abilities, their body changes drastically, taking a new form that can hold those powers. And sometimes...sometimes they can revert to their original form and back." I just stared at Dr. Alvere, no longer quite so sure. Hell, I was confused as hell, torn between my 6 years of bitterness and the faint hope that maybe she hadn't just run away from me. But if that was the case... "No," I whispered. "I'd always believed that if Ms. Miracle had started as a normal human, then her whole body was likely changed during her development." Dr. Alvere still held my hand as she continued, "It would have been impossible for her real identity not to be identified otherwise as she never wore a mask. There were also things to indicate that she had another life...and I believe that the only way she could have lived another life without being discovered, was if her form changed." Then Dr. Alvere said the final piece, "DNA doesn't lie...nor does your reflection." Then, Dr. Alvere finally let go of my hand and stepped back, watching me with a sympathetic look in her eyes. I just stood there, too stunned to speak. Ms. Miracle was...was my mom. I didn't want to believe it...or at least not completely, but a part of me did. Then I wasn't just abandoned... I was orphaned. "Thank you," I whispered, leaving the lab and heading towards my newest room. Everything was so...confusing. So changed. Not just my body, but my entire life. If what the doc said was true...which I was strongly beginning to believe...then my entire life might have been a lie. Whatever else though, I knew that I had a LOT to think about. My finger slowly moved across the cool glass, tracing features in the mirror. Pulling my finger back, I continued to stare at my reflection, as I had for the last hour, filled with mixed...and confused emotions. Ever since I had come to my room, examining my naked body was nearly all I had done. It was my first chance to truly do so since I had woken up, or at least without being in total shock. I gulped, stepping back a little, not quite sure whether to be disgusted by my reflection or turned on. The truth was, as uncomfortable as it made me; I was also getting horny at the same time. After all, I had an extremely sexy woman standing in front of me, who just happened to be naked as well. The only problem was that it was me. "Or my mom," I whispered, still finding that part hard to swallow. But still, even though the evidence wasn't completely solid, my gut told me that it was the truth. Finally I just stretched my body, amazed at how good my muscles felt. I was a little surprised at that, realizing for the first time just how strong I felt. Until that moment, I had been so overwhelmed by the strangeness of my changed body that I'd completely overlooked it. Or perhaps, it had only become more noticeable since I was actually getting stronger. I shuddered at the thought of how strong I was...and how strong I'd become, partly from fear...and partly from anticipation. That only made me even more nervous. After another minute, I turned away from the mirror, still feeling pretty weirded out about the whole thing. I wasn't sure what I was going to do...especially since it looked like I'd be stuck like that. Then I quickly forced my thoughts away from that, not wanting to think about it any more. "It's been a long day," I told myself quietly, even though I hadn't been awake for the whole thing. With that I crawled into my bed and pulled the covers tight. I couldn't help but noticing how much further out my chest was than before, but tried not to dwell on it. It didn't take me long before I drifted off to sleep, vaguely wondering what surprises the next day would bring. --- The next morning passed in nearly a blur. Dr. Alvere tested me again, showing that I had continued becoming stronger...and tougher. It was now official, that I could lift over a ton...which scared and amazed me at the same time. Then, as McKenzie had told us, we were moved to the new facility, while all the other volunteers were left behind for further monitoring, just in case one of them developed late. However, Dr. Alvere seemed pretty sure that this wouldn't happen, As soon as we got to the new facility, McKenzie gave us all a tour, leaving me impressed. At least we were each given our own apartment, and mine was bigger than my old dorm room. However, it only made me wonder what I...or any of us was going to do about college since we'd suddenly all been thrown into the roles of 'super-heroes in training'. I almost laughed when I thought about that. I might look the part, but I sure as hell didn't feel it. "Get settled in," McKenzie told us all after the tour. "You can all start your training in a little while and learn to control your new abilities," He paused and gave us all a thoughtful look, staring at me for a moment before adding, "I know that this is all new for you, but we're counting on you." "Aye, aye sir," I snapped in a sarcastic salute, earning chuckles from the others. McKenzie sighed, shaking his head. "What did I do to deserve this?" Then he left, leaving the rest of us to explore our new surroundings for a little while. "So what do we do now?" Sabrina asked. "I mean, it's not like we can go shopping around here or anything." Mike grinned at that and leaned over, "How about you and I get to know each other a little better?" From the grin on his face, I knew that he was just messing with Sabrina, but I wasn't so sure that she knew that. Beth just came over to me, looking a little curious. "You doing all right Dave? I mean, the way you ran out yesterday..." "I'm all right," I told her, forcing a smile. "It's just that everything is so confusing right now. This body, my strength, my mom..." "What about your mom?" Beth asked. I stared at her, not having meant to say anything. "It's just that..." But before I could say anything, the room we were in suddenly exploded with blue sparks. I snapped around and saw that they were all coming from Allan. "Sorry," he sputtered, just as the sparks stopped. "I didn't mean to." I groaned, knowing that I certainly couldn't blame him. After all, I kept breaking things when I wasn't too careful. Our powers were all too new, which explained why we needed to learn to control them. "Let's go look around our new home," I suggested impulsively, already starting off. The others quickly followed me. It was some hours since we'd moved into our new facility and McKenzie had come back, telling us that it was time to practice with our new abilities. I sighed, having been doing just that ever since Allan's earlier...incident. As it was, we were all standing in this gym type room that we were supposed to practice in. There were all sorts of things scattered around it for our training. I looked down at the egg that was in my hand, then back at McKenzie. So far I hadn't broken that egg while holding it, though I'd broken numerous others before I started getting the hang of being gentle. It was getting easier. "All right then," McKenzie said, looking us all over, "I suppose now would be a good time to demonstrate your abilities...if you haven't done so already." Mike grinned, proudly announcing, "Me first." Then Mike moved away from us, stretching his arms out. "Get a load of this." Suddenly some sort of crystal started to form around Mike, quickly spread outwards. It was the same stuff that was on his skin in the cafeteria when he developed, but this time there was a hell of a lot more. Within seconds, Mike's body was completely enveloped in the crystals and several seconds later they stopped growing. In Mike's place was what looked like some sort of creature made out of bluish white crystals, humanoid in shape and standing nearly 8 feet tall. "Wow," Beth exclaimed, "pretty impressive." I had to agree. He did look pretty nasty, especially with the spikes that were sticking out of his body...or at least the crystal armor that surrounded him. "Kinda cute," Sabrina purred. "It might make for an interesting necklace too, though I think that I prefer diamonds." McKenzie nodded. "Please continue." With that Mike went to a heavy brick wall in the middle of the room and smashing through it with his hands. He was obviously very strong within that crystal armor. Then, he turned away towards another similar wall and, to my surprise, he exploded from his chest. Or at least he seemed to while a mass of crystal spikes shot out, shattering against the wall but making chips in it. "Cool," I muttered, watching curiously as the crystal around Mike seemed to shatter and then vanish, leaving him standing there with a cocky grin. "Very good," McKenzie said, smiling faintly. "Might I suggest Quartz as a code name?" Mike grinned at that. "Cool. I can live with that." Next, Sabrina stepped forward. She moved over towards a swimming pool that was off to the side and stretched out her arms, a look of concentration on her face. A moment later, the water in the pool actually started to move, to stretch up and out as if it was alive, and then actually pour out of the pool. The whole scene reminded me of the movie Abyss. "Shit," I whispered, staring in amazement while Sabrina made the water change shapes and move around. However a moment later, the water suddenly collapsed to the ground in a messy splash, sending water all over the floor. "I lost it," Sabrina told, sounding disappointed. "It will come with practice," McKenzie assured her. "With that display," Allan mused, "I suppose that the name Splash might be suitable," Sabrina just grinned at that, apparently liking it. "Guess I'm up," Beth muttered, glancing towards me with a weak smile. "I never did like showing off." A moment later, Beth quickly strolled across the room, her whole body turning sort of black and sparkly as she neared the same wall that Mike had thrown the spikes against. However, she didn't stop as she neared it...but walked straight through it as if it wasn't there. It was pretty spooky. "Like some kind of ghost," I muttered. "Might make a good name," Mike suggested. "Or maybe Wraith." "How about Casper?" Sabrina asked. From the look on her face, I didn't think that she was actually joking. "Not bad," Beth said as she walked back, her skin having reverted to normal. "I kind of like Wraith." "But I believe that there is already a man named Wraith," Allan said thoughtfully. McKenzie nodded, telling us that there was. Beth looked a little disappointed at that. We ran through several more names, each of us suggesting possibilities, more than I expected being turned down from already being used by someone. Finally, Beth settled on Rumor since she could turn as insubstantial as one. Next, Allan stepped into the middle of the room and took on a look of concentration. With that, the air around him sparkled with blue static, all of it seeming to go between his hands, which were held in front of himself, palms facing each other. A blue ball of energy formed, and then shot out at high speed, hitting the brick wall that had been used twice already...and exploding. There was a burst of sparks and a small charred hole. "An electron bomb," Allan commented. "According to Dr. Alvere, I gathered electrons from the surrounding area, focus them into a sphere and then fire them. They should be much more destructive on other items." "Awesome," I grinned. He'd sure put on a great light show if nothing else, and I could just imagine what one of those 'electron bombs' could do to a human. "I believe that Surge would be an appropriate alias," he said, looking a little embarrassed. The others turned towards me and I stepped back, feeling uncomfortable. However, McKenzie held up his hand, saying that he didn't think that would be necessary at the moment since my powers were still developing. The others looked a little disappointed but nodded acceptance. A minute later, McKenzie instructed us to separate and practice with our abilities, however he put a hand out to stop me. "I have something else for you," he told me. Then, in a quieter and softer voice, he added, "I'm sorry you had to find out like this." For the next several hours, I was in a room, watching all of the video recordings that they had of Ms. Miracle, specifically of her using her powers. It stood to reason that if I was so much like her, that I'd develop all of the same powers. As frightening as the strength and toughness alone were, the rest left me even more surprised. And at the same time, I performed varying exercises to control my strength better. By the time I finally left the room, I had near perfect control over my strength, not to mention a very clear understanding of all that Ms. Miracle had been capable of, and if Dr. Alvere were correct, what I soon would be as well. I sat on the edge of my bed, looking across the room to my reflection in the mirror, wondering if I was becoming narcissistic. In the last two days, I'd spent more time staring into mirrors than I normally did in a month. But then of course, I normally didn't have an impossibly gorgeous woman looking back either. "Man this is weird," I muttered, reaching my hand into my bathrobe and touching my breasts. I shivered at the sensations, slightly embarrassed that my nipples were hard...not to mention curious. Suddenly there was a loud knock from the door, nearly making me jump. And just as I stood up to answer it, I was surprised again to see Beth suddenly walk right through it, smirking somewhat as she looked at me. "Hey," she said, moving towards me, "I was wondering where you went." "Just sitting here," I responded, sitting down on the bed again and gesturing for her to do the same. She nodded and did so. "This is so weird..." Beth nodded, and I noticed that she wasn't wearing the heavier and darker makeup that I'd come to expect from her. "I..." She took a deep breath, looking a little nervous. "I've been worried about you. And I couldn't help noticing that you've been kind of...well zoned out today. Do you want to talk about it?" I stared at her silently for a moment, wondering if I should...or for the matter, if I even could. Everything was still so new to me...so confusing. I didn't even know how to explain it all to myself much less her, nor was I really sure that I could trust her with something that personal. Finally it was the sincere look on her face that decided me. "This is pretty hard to get used to," I told her, "but I guess it's something else too." I paused a minute, then asked, "Do you remember when I told you about...about my mom?" "Yeah," she responded slowly, looking a little confused. "Well..." I paused, licking my lips slowly, "I found out what happened to her." Beth stared at me, and then said, "Isn't that good news?" "She didn't abandon me," I whispered, beginning to shake again. "She...she died." Beth put her hand on mine, looking sympathetic. "I'm sorry. How?" I forced a smile, feeling a little better with her there. "She was...murdered. By a super-villain." Beth looked surprised, then even more so when I said, "By Baron Nevermore." I paused again, gulping as I whispered, "My mom was...was Ms. Miracle." For a long minute, Beth just stared at me in shock. I could see the doubt flicker across her face at first, but then it was replaced, and I knew that she believed me. I still wasn't sure that I believed me. Suddenly I remembered a bedtime story that my mom had once told me. I remembered it now because it had been strange...and she had an odd look on her face at the time. It was a story about a woman who was taking a drive in the country while her son was at camp. A falling star had fallen to the ground in front of her, nearly hitting her car, and creating a hole in the ground. One in which she had been unable to avoid driving straight into. I remembered the strange look on my mom's face when she told me that the falling star had disappeared when the woman touched it...and how it had given her a special gift that she would use to help people. She never said what that gift was though. Was that her way of trying to tell me? "Wow," Beth whispered, snapping my mind back to the present. Her hand squeezed mine more gently. "I...I guess that explains this." I nodded, forcing a smile. "At least now I know." And as I thought about my mom's old bedtime story, I realized that I did know. After this, Beth and I talked for a bit longer. I told her a bit about my childhood, feeling much better as I got it off my chest. Then we talked about how I felt, having suddenly turned into a gorgeous woman and the spitting image of one of the most famous super-heroes ever. "You don't like guys now, do you?" Beth asked, grinning. I nearly choked at that, but thought about anyway. I certainly hadn't felt anything odd...at least other than embarrassment around the guys I'd seen since my change. Then of course, I still thought Sabrina was hot, that Beth was cute, and got turned on by my own reflection. "Nope," I answered, "not at all." Beth got up and laughed. "That's good I guess. One less thing to get used to." I grinned back. "Yeah, I guess it is." Then I stared at her for a moment, glad for my talk with her. "Thank you," I told her, quietly but meaning it. For a moment, Beth just looked at me, and then to my surprise, she lunged forward and kissed me quickly on my lips. I was too stunned to respond, and then she stepped back again, smiling. I choked out, "Are you a lesbian?" "No, I'm not a lesbian," Beth responded, walking towards my door and opening it. Then, she turned back with a smile and added, "I'm bi," before vanishing through the door, leaving me in stunned silence. I took a deep breath and looked around the training room where we'd all been practicing for hours. Mike was in the corner, all crystaled up while Sabrina was standing 15 feet off of the floor...supported only by a pillar of water. I was amazed at how good she was getting at controlling the stuff. Allan was practicing his aim while at the same time Beth was standing around, smirking since her powers seemed so much simpler. McKenzie though had already made several comments about having her learn more hand to hand combat techniques. "I guess we're getting better," I mused, looking down at the heavy iron bars at my feet, all bent like pretzels. It had been so...easy. My strength had increased beyond what I would have believed possible, letting me lift several tons without much effort. And it appeared that I might still be getting stronger. Pausing for a moment, I stretched my muscles, marveling yet again at just how unbelievably healthy I felt. How strong. I never would have believed it possible. Even my senses all seemed to have become much sharper, not to mention the fact that I could bench press a tank and bullets bounced off of me. Of course I'd been more than just a little scared when that last had been tested earlier that morning. "Impressive," Beth commented, walking towards me. However, from the way she was eyeing me, I wasn't sure if she meant my strength or something else. Then again, she could have been just messing with my mind. "Wish I could do that," she sighed, kicking at one of the bent iron bars. "Well, I think I'd rather be back to normal," I told her, and then sighed as I muttered, "But it doesn't look like that's going to happen." Beth nodded, then grinned. "Hey, wasn't Ms. Miracle supposed to be able to fly?" "Yeah..." I nodded, and then realized what she was getting at. I sighed, not really sure that I wanted to admit that heights made me a bit nervous. "Just because I look like her..." I started. However Beth just glared at me, looking a little annoyed. Even though I was bigger...not to mention MUCH stronger than her, I couldn't resist taking a step back. "All right," I said, "I'll try it." Pausing a moment, I muttered, "If I can even figure out how." For a moment, I thought about the recordings that I'd seen of Ms. Miracle, though they hadn't given me any idea of how she did it. I gulped, trying not to think about her being my mother. Not at the moment. With a shrug I just jumped into the air, 'willing' myself not to come back down. And to my surprise...it worked. "Holy shit," I gasped, "I'm floating." I was only several feet above the ground...but there was no sign of my coming back down. Beth was grinning. "You're glowing too." "Huh," I muttered, and then noticed a faint golden glow from the corner of my eyes. It reminded me that every time I'd ever seen Ms. Miracle flying in the recordings...she was always glowing slightly. "Wow." Then, taking a deep breath, I 'willed' myself up, smiling as I started rising. I was aware of Beth watching me...as well as the others. However, I didn't let that distract me as I went higher, then started to slowly fly around the room, trying not to look too closely at the ground as I did so. "You go girl!" Sabrina called out from below, then a moment later, she was no longer below, but standing several feet in front of me...on a pillar of water. "That looks like fun